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head.”
    “ I don’t want to clear my head.” Shoving his chair back, he dragged me on to his lap.
    Hard thighs kissed my ass as I plopped down. “Too much champagne for both of us.”
    “ Drunk or sober, I know what I want.” His hand cupped my cheek and his thumb stroked my chin as his blunt, short nails grazed the underside of my bottom lip.
    A shiver took over my body as excitement burst inside of me like fireworks on the Fourth of July. “What’s that?”
    “ To kiss you and finally discover the taste of your mouth.” His gaze was locked on the area he talked about.
    Oh, shit.
    “ Is that gloss on your luscious lips flavored?” he asked.
    I retrained myself from licking my lips. “No…it’s just a clear gloss.”
    “ Good.” That word broke rough from him before he captured my mouth. His hand moved from my face to my hair where he buried his fingers in it and held me in place. He still had not released my hand. Our hands were joined together in my lap.
    The kiss began light as he brushed over each corner of my mouth then nibbled at the plump bottom. When I gasped at the slight pinch of pain, he fixed his lips to mine and slipped his tongue inside.
    His kiss was warm, sweet and fruity. A combination of the man, the cake and the champagne and I was getting drunk off all three.
    Hot and intense. I had never experienced a kiss that had my toes curling up in my shoes. Unable to keep my posture rigid, I leaned into him and crushed my breasts into his chest. The firm muscles pressing against me eased the ache in my nipples. They were so tight I wanted to stroke them or feel Chase’s large hands squeezing them.
    However, that sensation was mild compared to the heat and throbbing happening at the apex of my thighs. My pussy was swollen as it pressed against the seat of my panties. I could feel wetness rolling between my labia.
    By the imprint of his hard cock against my hip, I knew I wasn’t the only one affected. I had the urge to swing my legs around until I could press my sex against his erection. I was pretty sure I would be able to get off just from his kiss and grinding against his length.
    Chase ended the kiss. His chest was heaving as he took in large gulps of air and stared at me. With me on his lap, we were eye level.
    “ I want some more of my birthday cake.”
    Uh, okay. That was not what I expected him to say. My cheeks heated up as I thought about my foolish wayward thoughts of palmed breasts and orgasms while Chase had only been satisfying a kissing curiosity.
    “ Sure. I understand.” I began to rise from his lap.
    “ Evidently you don’t.” He held my hips with his strong hands.
    Settling again, I eyed him. Did he want me to feed him the cake?
    “ I want to eat my cake off of you.”
    “ Oh, shit.”
    He laughed.
    I realized those words had come out of my mouth.
    “ Take off your shirt for me, Oriana. I want to see those beautiful, big breasts.”
    Lifting both my hands, I began unbuttoning my blouse. I had never been so glad that I had opted to wear one of my new underwear sets that had come in. The violet Alexa Push-up Demi Bra and panty set was a lot better than having on one of my good and faithful bloomer combinations. I would have never imagined early that I’d ended up with an opportunity to display myself for Chase. Now, I’d have the chance to let him see me—desirable and sexy, healthy curves and all.
    Once my top slid from my arms to the floor, I sat there and waited.
    He growled and his gaze was lit with pleasure as he took in the sight. The cups lifted my breasts high and gave the erotic illusion that they were going to spill out at any moment, even though they weren’t.
    “ Absolutely beautiful.” He dragged his middle finger from one strap to the other tracing the edge of the material over the rise of each breast.
    Chill bumps followed in the wake of his touch. In his heated gaze, I was attractive and alluring. “You want me to take it off?” I asked feeling